The Cool Part Of My Personality
The inners of me are finally learning to stand on their own two feet. “One must learn to stand on their own two feet before they can stand next to someone else,” Imad said when we were having a deep and meaningful over my house this weekend passed. The nerves seemed to have disappeared around him and it seemed to lead into a fine display for the self-conscious to learn from.
There is a new inner entity sprouting out from me now and much being said, comprised from the confidence that the mischievous brings, and with some magnanimous parts of the recluse intact, it shall be known as the cool, where nerves are nothing and his free will, everything.
Comfort seems to be a drop in the bucket at the moment, but soon, very soon, when all these needs are eventually accomplished, and when my wandering mind is allowed no longer (through musical distractions donned on ear), shall the cool come to save the day.
Getting Chest X-Ray Results Back From Doctor
Today was a good day too. Leaving the house early, some errands up in town were calling me to business. Dad was out visiting the doctor himself. So instead of hopping in my newly fixed car to test out the reworked alternator, it was a quick bus trip and hop off that got me to the doctor’s office.
After seeing my X-rays, the doctor said, “Your lungs are completely healthy. You could live to be one hundred and thirty years old.”
Then the doctor referred me to a chest specialist.
Social Anxiety Self-Diagnosis Discussed With Doctor
The doctor seemed to agree with my views on social anxiety being the cause of diffident insecurities. However, he surmised that deliberate steps along a chain of doctors would be far better than going on a hunch that suppressive drugs would eliminate my nerves and fidgety cough.
This man here has many problems indirectly and directly related to social interaction. Although the doctor hasn’t prescribed me a quick fix, just sharing with him has had its curative effects.
Work At Coles Myer Logistics Center
Then I began my afternoon shift as a Storeperson at the Coles Myer Logistics Center in Smeaton Grange. Despite how the bags under my eyes made me look like a teary-eyed zombie at work, the day seemed to roll along smoothly.
And sweet, my love is, with tender touch gone, my joie de vivre.
Diary Of A Mad Chaos is a daily diary written from March 1996 until today, of which individual books and book series have been created, namely “The Lost Years” an exploration of young, entwined love, the “Wubao In China (猎艳奇缘)” book series which provides an extensive comparative analysis of the cultural differences between Eastern and Western societies, and the book titled “Foreigner (华人)” an exploration of race relations in Australia.
